Weekly quote

If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.

Oscar Wilde

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The PG Wodehouse Society

What a wonderful surprise was waiting for me when I came home from work today! A mysterious envelope which, once opened up, revealed a welcome letter from the P.G. Wodehouse Society along with the latest issue of Wooster Sauce and some other sheets of information. I am now officially a member of the P.G. Wodehouse Society and I am tickled pink!

I cannot believe it took me two years of living here to become a member. I had read about the Society in the back of my Wodehouse books back when I was living in the Netherlands (we’re talking at least 13 years ago) and I always lamented the fact that I did not live in England and therefore, being a member of the Society would really not do me any good. (This was of course not true, as members outside of England are just as valued, but it is true that most events take place in England.) I had printed off the registration form months ago with the intention to send it off and become a member, but somehow the form ended up in a pile of other papers at work and I forgot about it. Too wrapped up in studies and work and tax, tax, tax, to remember I have outside interests. Luckily I found the form again a week ago as I was cleaning up my desk and I hesitated not a moment. I filled out my banking details for the measly ¬£22 subscription price and sent in my form.

The first couple of days after I sent in my form, I eagerly awaited news from the Society to confirm they had received my registration. But because Royal Mail needs a day or two to deliver my letter and the good people at the Society needed a few days to process my registration, it was only today that the letter arrived. I had already sort of forgotten about my registration (I know, I possess very little brain cells anymore these days), so it was a wonderful surprise to receive this in the mail. I have already devoured some articles in Wooster Sauce and have eagerly entered some of the events dates into my calendar. I cannot wait to go to my first event, at the end of October, and meet fellow Wodehousians.

I could go on and on, but I might start to sound a bit hysterical. Regular readers of my blog will know how much I love Wodehouse and apart from my mom, I don’t really know many people who have even heard of him, much less love him as much as I do. Soon I will meet people who I am sure will intimidate me with their vast knowledge of Wodehouse’s books (take a gander at the weekly quizzes on the website, and you’ll be intimidated too), but with whom I can share my love and admiration. I will definitely report back here after my first event!

No weekly quote

I haven’t been able to find a good quote this week, so this will be a regular blog post instead. Not a long one though, I am sorry.

First week at work was fine, I still feel energised because of my holiday, so that is nice. Studying is going okay too, so in everything I can’t complain. I just feel a bit mid-life crisis-y, sort of this feeling of “What am I doing?”. Do I really want to work in tax the rest of my life? If not, when is a good time to make a change? I need the money my job gives me and since it pays the bills, I can’t just give it up for something else. And it does not make much sense to just give up a very good job for something I am not sure I really want. What is it that I want? Be a writer? That would be nice, but since I hate editing (my NaNoWriMo manuscript still lays in its plastic bag I brought it back from the Netherlands in), that might not be a good career move either. And at any rate, being a writer is not really a career unless you’re very lucky.

So on I plod, studying and working away, wondering about what my next move should be. Since my company may not be around that much longer, it may be a good time to firm up my next move, but I have no idea. It will probably be another tax job, but maybe one that can eventually afford me the opportunity to work for myself (as a consultant or advisor).

Don’t get me wrong, I feel very lucky to have a good job and the ability (and energy) to work and study, I just don’t want to just float through life doing the same thing forever. It’s good to think ahead (as much as Eckart Tolle advocates that one should live in the now), it’s just hard to decide what the next should be. Luckily I have another couple of years to figure it out.